I finally decided to type up part two. I bet only one person is still reading this series, but this is the only time I've had to type this out because I forget that I can take a laptop to my room and type! Instead of sneaking in a few letters every now and then downstairs with everyone! XP Also, I typed this with no rough draft because it was a shitty rough draft (that's why it's not as good as part one)! Onwards to my short chapter! (Yes, short, like I promised.)
Sasuke slammed his laptop screen down. Bigpink4head had just disappeared. Angrily, he reached for his straight blades which he conveniently stored in his night table's drawers, next to a large roll of cloth bandages.
"Stupid…website," he grunted as he sliced through his freakishly pale wrists.
"Sasuke! Wake up!" his ever chipper brother called as he opened Sasuke's door, "Damn it, are you being a psychological disorder again?"
"This time I had a good reason for this," he winced as his brother disinfected his cuts.
"Hmm? And what's that?" Itachi hummed as he started to braid his long hair.
"BP4H suddenly stopped talking to me in the middle of our conversation!"
Itachi started, "I told you not to play on those dangerous websites! What if she's really a pedophile who's a guy who wants to kidnap you and torment you and—"
"I get it! I get it! I don't really care though, the site is pretty safe and she seems really nice, she's the only person who truly understands how I feel inside."
Itachi just rolled his eyes.